starting with some late-february shots

 

sertac

 

some building in asmalimescit having this interesting triangle elevator

 

 

ortakoy

 

somebody please tell me what the fuck is pinarda

 

 

heading our way to the museum, we bumped into meric and burcu

 

visited koudelka

 

 

our guide takes us to cihangir

 

 

cigdem claims she acted in sehnaz tango. I don’t remember, actually

 

too many encounters for a sunday. waiting for the subway, we bumped into an old classmate, alper, on the single off day of his military service

 

an ordinary scene from grandma’s kitchen, bakirkoy. I kinda like it

 

back to sisli

 

 

sisli bus station can be an interesting place at night

 

having dealed with this fucking angina boosted with 10 injections, I finally found some energy to make it to sirkeci

 

and loaded some fresh rolls of tri-x (this one pushed to 1000 developed in hc-110, 13 minutes at 20°C with a strange dilution of 1:45 as my tank is too small to develop two rolls at the same time with 1:63)

 

then we decided to celebrate the last injection with a railway journey to ankara

 

 

and headed our way to haydarpasa railway station

 

 

 

we made it directly to the dining car. all 1/8th f2 on the shaking train

 

 

conductor lacking his hat

 

to whom this may concern, the coat belongs to Bilge

 

the dining car was all the way full right after the train time. time to share table with foreigners

 

 

traveling 450km in 9 hours can be a pain in the ass

 

arrived in home

 

looks like we have a family gathering going on

 

 

look who’s there

 

this time we have the jungle book on the tray

 

sack time

 

 

 

 

dad!

 

he was preparing the guestbook, for the exhibition opening

 

 

 

arranging the artworks at the gallery

 

 

 

 

 

 

the point is that I missed the opening since it was on monday, turning the climax of this entry into a disaster.

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